Parker screamed and stopped in the middle of the living room upon seeing her father and brother standing at the front door. Sydney came rushing in to her rescue.
"Well, well. Look at here. Hello, Sydney, you traitor. Angel."
"Daddy! Lyle! How? Get out of my house!"
"Not without my prized possession. I'm really disappointed in you, my angel, in your choice of a husband."
"Mama! Play with me." Pushing her little bike into the living room Cathy stopped suddenly grabbing onto her mother, staring at the two strangers with her father.
"Ah, my little angel." Mr. Parker smiled wickedly at his granddaughter.
Lyle laughed, "hard to believe you're a mother, sis." Bending down to her daughter, Lyle held out his hand. "So, you're a pretender baby. Come to uncle."
"Daddy! Mama! Bad man." Cathy pointed at Lyle.
"Leave my daughter alone or I'll kill you." Jarod spoke in a low toned voice.
"Hey, just getting acquainted with my little niece. Come to uncle," Lyle repeated and motioned Cathy to go to him.
"No!" She snarled. "No!" She kicked him hard on the leg.
"Hey, ouch!" Lyle yelled. As he bent down to rub his ankle, Cathy smacked her bike into him.
"Ouchhhhhhh," he yelled even louder.
"She's just like you, angel." Mr. Parker stated. "Lyle, leave the child alone."
"I wasn't doing anything!" He hollered at his father as he painfully limped away from her.
"Honey, take Cathy out of here." Jarod spoke calmly.
"How'd you fine us? After three years, daddy, how'd you find us?" Parker hissed.
"Your brother had a girlfriend a few blocks away. He happened to pass by and saw our lab speciman here with you, playing house. And he wasn't even looking."
"A girlfriend? Asian, Lyle? I know your preference."
"Honey," Jarod spoke calmly, his arms raised. "Take the baby and leave the room. I"ll join you in a few minutes."
"Tell him goodbye now, Angel. You'll never see him again," Mr. Parker coldly told his daughter pointing his pistol at Jarod and at Sydney as he stood along side of the pretender.
Miss Parker hung on to Cathy but hesitated to leave. Her eyes focused first on her husband and then her father.
"Daddy, please don't. I'll go with you. Just leave my husband and daughter alone. Please," she pleaded to the cold-hearted old man.
"Honey, now!" Jarod yelled.
Clutching Cathy tightly, her long legs took her out of the room as quickly as possible.
"You bastard. You never loved your daughter. Never loved anyone but yourself and that crap of a Centre. You caused her so much pain. Her life has nothing been but torture for her, trying every bit to please you. You disappointed her in so many ways. Birthdays! Christmases! She never knew the truth about her mother! And now you're planning to kill me, her husband? You damned decrepit old man."
"Jarod, " Sydney warned him. "He will shoot."
Mr. Parker laughed and aimed the gun directly at Jarod then to Sydney enjoying every moment of terror in their eyes.
"My prize possession. Finally, after all these years, we meet again! Not much of a genius, are you? You've been caught. Too bad you got a daughter. A boy would be much more useful for me. A girl...well...they're a terrible disappointment." Mr. Parker looked around as if expecting his daughter to appear. "They fall in love with the enemy." Mr. Parker whispered. "But, thank you for my granddaughter. She'll do a lot better than her mother. I'll see to that."
"I'll kill you if you ever touch my family!"
"Lyle! Do something usefull, check up on your sister and your niece!"
"You go near them and you'll be the first I'll kill." Jarod yells out to Lyle.
"Well, my boy, looks like it's back to The Centre for you. Come on, my limo awaits you. You, too, Sydney."
"Put down your gun slowly to the floor or I'll blast your head off." Mr. Parker heard a voice come up from behind him and what felt like a barrel of a gun pointed on his head. "You too, Junior. Hands up in the air." Broots tells Lyle as he was about to leave the room in search of his sister.
'I've already called the police. Won't be long before they get here," his voice trembled as he spoke.
Old man Parker laid his weapon down, turned around slowly surrendering with his hands up in the air. The cocking sound of a handgun made him turn back to see Jarod standing just a few feet away with pistol in his hand looking like a cold blooded killer.
"Don't, Jarod. Don't do it. Think of Melissa and Cathy. It's not worth it." Sydney tried reasoning with him.
"I could kill you both right now. Don't ever mess with my family. You got that?" He raised the 9mm and shoved it into Mr. Parker's abdomen.
Lyle stood motionless, holding his breath.
"Jarod." Sidney could feel water beads dripping down his forehead, so afraid what might happen.
Broots stood frozen, eyes closed, petrified, waiting for the popping sound of the gun. Debbie's screams blinked his eyes open.
"Jarod! It's Miss Parker, she's collapsed."
TBC - Chapter 9 (Might be the last chapter)